Short Description: …he slipped the name tag ‘Orgu’ on the baby girl’s ankle, and ‘Peter’ on the ankle of the boy. And that was it, he had switched the children. In one move, he had made it possible that Rose Peter’s daughter would go home with the Orgus and Oluchi Orgu’s son would go home with the Peters.
And then he cried, he sat on the ground with his knees raised and his head between them, and cried. I had Guarded several humans, but in all my time I had never seen a grown man cry the way Emmanuel cried that night at the NICU. But I had not seen anything yet…

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